without your eyes looking
upon it.
your rapier smart vision.
what the world is like
in this quiet.
without the largesse
you so needed to
convey.
but never heard,
anyway.
searching for your
voice,
when i used to
run from it.
what the world is like
knowing that you
could love.
when you are not
hear,
to share it.
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| ny botanical gardens |
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